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Hands Of The Potter Lyrics
Lord if I'm the clay then I've been left out in the sun
Cracked and dry,
like mud from the sky
Still clinging to the prodigal sun
But
I'm on my way back home
Yes I'm on my way back home
Into the
hands
That made the wine from the water
Into the hands
The
hands of the Potter
Lord if I'm the clay that let your living
water flow
Soften up my edges Lord
So everyone will know
That I'm on my way back home
Yes I'm on my way back home
And Lord when you listen for the song of my life
Let it be, let it be,
a song so sweet
Let it be, let it be, a song so sweet
Let it be, let
it be, a song so sweet, let it be
Lord if I'm the clay then lay me
down
On your spinning wheel
Shape me into something you can fill
With something real
And I'll be on my way back home
Yes
I'm on my way back home
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